Luyện nghe bài hát We Don't Care

Yeah, the foundation, LGP
Latin's goin' baby
Yeah yeah,
2000, Terror Squadians, Terror Squad
You won't like me I'm angry
We the party and
I guarantee you, you won't like me when I'm
Yeah, yeah, Terror Squadians
Yeah, yeah, yeah,
We the party and

Yeah! I the club up, pull up in the Hummer with Pun
My fuckin' brother, makin' motherfuckers run for
The number runner son, I'm nothin' but a
Burnin' rubber with drugs, stuffed up in the
Shut the up! Bust a slug through your jugular
Plus suckers get fucked up with golf clubs, front on us
T.S. baby, out the B.X. baby
So if they B.S., we deeper the U.S. navy

You ain't crazy, up in the club like what?
all the ladies, showin' us nothin' but love
Guzzlin' 80, to truth, straight to the gut
In a Mercedes, Coupe up doin' a buck
If jakes me, I'm cuttin' off trucks, pressin' my luck
It's all gravy, the blunt, blazin' it up
Maybe you me, 'cause your baby mom's on my nuts
She wanna me just because I'm sexy as fuck, so nigga what?

Tear the club up 'cause we don't
strip, yeah we don't care
Shoot the up yeah, we don't care, nuh-ah
We care, nuh-ah! We don't care!! Nahhhahh!
Yeah, we don't care, T
Yeah, we care, fuck you nigga
Nah we don't care,
We don't care, nuh-ah! We care!! Nahhhahh!

Yo, I'm in mansions, give me the Spanish props
I got to it
Loadin' and a mac, did shit in the past
Was grabbin' the girls on they
Duck the mac hits or be dead before your body falls
'Cause my shotty roars we ignore Guiliani laws
My trigger got no heart nigga, I'm apart liver
And holdin' the glocks, call to the cops, the spot

Baby better head for the hills, my niggaz wild for the
My lead ready to peel this shit real
My clip fillity fill your chick a chill
My quick to kill, we fittin' to ill
No survivors, Godivas or roses and flowers
Sour the grapes for those the Squaders
Thrown in the garbage, like pajamas, word to my junkie mama
I'ma keep it for homies livin' tomorrow

You with scholars, street knowledge
kids stuck to the projects
Go ahead keep checkin mall
And me and gon' keep doublin' our chips
Keep talkin' that dumb shit like you it
Yeah when are you buck shit
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Tear the club up 'cause we care
Everybody strip, yeah we care
the place up, we don't care, nuh-ah
We care, nuh-ah! We don't care!! Nahhhahh!
Now we don't care, T
Now we don't care, fuck you
We don't care,
We don't care, nuh-ah! We care!! Nahhhahh!

Yeah, Big
link, Terror Squad
Y'all wanna Gon' party our way
goes
The code of the streets, what?